β Scribed by Brett Halliday
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
A mysterious woman draws Mike Shayne into a twisted murder plot
The call comes just as Mike Shayne is pouring a much-needed cognac. A gangster's voice warns, "Stay away from Wanda Weatherby." Simple enoughβexcept that Shayne has never heard of any woman by that name. A few minutes later, he receives another call, from a woman desperately worried about Wanda Weatherby. A third call then comes in from the woman herself: Wanda Weatherby begs Mike Shayne to save her life. He drives to her apartment, hoping that she'll be able to explain just what is going on, but he's too late. Wanda Weatherby is dead.
Just who she was, and why every criminal in Miami seemed to know her name, will take some figuring out. By the time he's done with this mystery, Mike Shayne will wish he had never picked up the phone.
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